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Maladies
Melodies Allergies to dust and grain Maladies Remedies Still these allergies remain My hand can't touch a guitar string My fingers just burn and ache My head intercedes with my bodily needs And my body won't give it a break My heart can stand a disaster My heart can take a disgrace But my heart is allergic To the women I love And it's changing the shape of my face Allergies Allergies Something's living on my skin Doctor please Doctor please Open up it's me again I go to a famous physician I sleep in the local hotel From what I can see of the people like me We get better But we never get well So I ask myself this question It's a question I often repeat Where do allergies go When it's after a show And they want to get something to eat? Allergies Allergies Something's living on my skin Doctor please Doctor please Open up it's me again Maladies Melodies Allergies to dust and grain Maladies Remedies Still these allergies remain |
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> One and one-half wandering Jews
Free to wander wherever they choose Are traveling together In the Sangre de Christo The Blood of Christ Mountains Of New Mexico On the last leg of a journey They started a long time ago The arc of a love affair Rainbows in the high desert air Mountain passes Slipping into stone Hearts and bones Hearts and bones Hearts and bones Thinking back to the season before Looking back through the cracks in the door Two people were married The act was outrageous The bride was contagious She burned like a bride These events may have had some effect On the man with the girl by his side The arc of a love affair His hands rolling down her hair Love like lightning shaking till it moans Hearts and bones Hearts and bones Hearts and bones And whoa whoa She said why? Why don't we drive through the night And we'll wake up down in Mexico Oh I Oh, I I don't know nothin' about nothin' About Mexico And tell me why Why won't you love me For who I am Where I am He said: cause that's not the way the world is baby This is how I love you baby This is how I love you baby One and one-half wandering Jews Returned to their natural coasts To resume old acquaintances Step out occasionally And speculate who had been damaged the most Easy time will determine if these consolations Will be their reward The arc of a love affair Waiting to be restored You take two bodies and you twirl them into one Their hearts and their bones And they won't come undone Hearts and bones Hearts and bones Hearts and bones |
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I have a number in my head
Though I don't know why it's there When numbers get serious You see their shape everywhere Dividing and multiplying Exchanging with ease When times are mysterious Serious numbers are easy to please Take my address Take my phone Call me if you can Here's my address Here's my phone Please don't give it to some madman Hey hey, whoa whoa Complicated life Numbers swirling thick and curious You can cut them with a knife You can cut them with a knife Two times two is twenty-two Four times four is forty-four When numbers get serious They leave a mark on your door Urgent. Urgent. A telephone is ringing in the hallways When times are mysterious Serious numbers will speak to us always That is why a man with numbers Can put your mind at ease We've got numbers by the trillions Here and overseas Hey hey, whoa whoa Look at the stink about Japan All those numbers waiting patiently Don't you understand? Don't you understand? So wrap me Wrap me Wrap me do In the shelter of your arms I am ever your volunteer I won't do you any harm I will love innumerably You can count on my word When times are mysterious Serious numbers Will always be heard When times are mysterious Serious numbers will always be heard And after all is said and done And the numbers all come home The four rolls into three The three turns into two And the two becomes a One |
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If you want to write a song about the moon
Walk along the craters of the afternoon When the shadows are deep And the light is alien And gravity leaps like a knife off the pavement And you want to write a song about the moon You want to write a spiritual tune Then nah nah nah Presto Song about about the moon If you want to write a song about the heart Think about the moon before you start Because the heart will howl Like a dog in the moonlight And the heart can explode Like a pistol on a June night So if you want to write a song about the heart And its ever-longing for a counterpart Write a song about the moon The laughing boy He laughed so hard He fell down from his place The laughing girl She laughed so hard The tears rolled down her face Hey Songwriter If you want to write a song about a face Think about a photograph That you really can't remember But you can't erase Wash your hands in dreams and lightning Cut off your hair And whatever is frightening If you want to write a song about a face If you want to write a song about the human race Write a song about the moon If you want to write a song about the moon You want to write a spiritual tune Then do it Write a song about the moon |
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She was beautiful as southern skies
The night he met her She was married to someone He was doggedly determined that he would get her He was old, he was young From time to time he'd tip his heart But each time she withdrew Everybody loves the sound of a train in the distance Everybody thinks it's true Well eventually the boy and the girl get married Sure enough they have a son And though they both were occupied With the child she carried Disagreements had begun And in a while they fell apart It wasn't hard to do Everybody loves the sound of a train in the distance Everybody thinks it's true Two disappointed believers Two people playing the game Negotiations and love songs Are often mistaken for one and the same Now the man and the woman Remain in contact Let us say it's for the child With disagreements about the meaning Of a marriage contract Conversations hard and wild But from time to time He makes her laugh She cooks a meal or two Everybody loves the sound of a train in the distance Everybody thinks it's true Everybody loves the sound of a train in the distance Everybody thinks it's true What is the point of this story What information pertains The thought that life could be better Is woven indelibly Into our hearts And our brains |
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Rene and Georgette Magritte With their dog after the war Returned to their hotel suite And they unlocked the door Easily losing their evening clothes They danced by the light of the moon To the Penguins, the Moonglows The Orioles, and The Five Satins The deep forbidden music They'd been longing for Rene and Georgette Magritte With their dog after the war Rene and Georgette Magritte With their dog after the war Were strolling down Christopher Street When they stopped in a men's store With all of the mannequins dressed in the style That brought tears to their immigrant eyes Just like The Penguins, the Moonglows The Orioles, and The Five Satins The easy stream of laughter Flowing through the air Rene and Georgette Magritte With their dog apres la guerre Side by side They fell asleep Decades gliding by like Indians Time is cheap When they wake up they will find All their personal belongings Have intertwined Oh Rene and Georgette Magritte With their dog after the war Were dining with the power elite And they looked in their bedroom drawer And what do you think They have hidden away In the cabinet cold of their hearts? The Penguins, the Moonglows The Orioles, and The Five Satins For now and ever after As it was before Rene and Georgette Magritte With their dog after the war |
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Cars are cars all over the world
Cars are cars all over the world Similarly made. Similarly sold In a motorcade. Abandoned when they're old Cars are cars all over the world Cars are cars all over the world Cars are cars all over the world Engine in the front. Jack in the back Wheels take the brunt. Pinion and a rack Cars are cars all over the world Cars are cars all over the world But people are strangers They change with the curve From time zone to time zone As we can observe They shut down their borders And think they're immune They stand on their differences And shoot at the moon But cars are cars all over the world Cars are cars all over the world Drive 'em on the left. Drive 'em on the right Susceptible to theft in the middle of the night Cars are cars all over the world Cars are cars all over the world I once had a car That was more like a home I lived in it, loved in it Polished its chrome If some of my homes Had been more like my car I probably wouldn't have Travelled this far Cars are cars all over the world Cars are cars all over the world Cars are cars all over the world Cars are cars all over the world Cars are cars all over the world |
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Words & music by paul simon
I was reading a magazine And thinking of a rock and roll song The year was nineteen fiftyfour And I hadn't been playing that long When a man came on the radio And this is what he said He said I hate to break it to his fans But johnny ace is dead, yeah, yeah, yeah Well, I really wasn't Such a johnny ace fan But I felt bad ali the same So I sent away for his photograph And I waited till it came It came all the way from texas With a sad and sim-ple face And they signed it on the bottom From the late great johnny ace, yeah, yeah, yeah It was the year of the beatles It was the year of the stones It was nineteen sixtyfour I was living in london With the girl from the summer be-fore It was the year of the beatles It was the year of the stones A year after j.f.k. We were staying up all night And giving the days away And the music was flowing amazing And blowing my way On a cold december evening I was walking through the christmas tide When a stranger came up and asked me If I'd heard john lennon had died And the two of us went to this bar And we stayed to close the place And every song we played Was for the late great johnny ace, yeah, yeah, yeah |
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| 3:11 |
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She was beautiful as southern skies
The night he met her She was married to someone He was doggedly determined that he would get her He was old, he was young From time to time he'd tip his heart But each time she withdrew Everybody loves the sound of a train in the distance Everybody thinks it's true Well eventually the boy and the girl get married Sure enough they have a son And though they both were occupied With the child she carried Disagreements had begun And in a while they fell apart It wasn't hard to do Everybody loves the sound of a train in the distance Everybody thinks it's true Two disappointed believers Two people playing the game Negotiations and love songs Are often mistaken for one and the same Now the man and the woman Remain in contact Let us say it's for the child With disagreements about the meaning Of a marriage contract Conversations hard and wild But from time to time He makes her laugh She cooks a meal or two Everybody loves the sound of a train in the distance Everybody thinks it's true Everybody loves the sound of a train in the distance Everybody thinks it's true What is the point of this story What information pertains The thought that life could be better Is woven indelibly Into our hearts And our brains |
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Rene and Georgette Magritte With their dog after the war Returned to their hotel suite And they unlocked the door Easily losing their evening clothes They danced by the light of the moon To the Penguins, the Moonglows The Orioles, and The Five Satins The deep forbidden music They'd been longing for Rene and Georgette Magritte With their dog after the war Rene and Georgette Magritte With their dog after the war Were strolling down Christopher Street When they stopped in a men's store With all of the mannequins dressed in the style That brought tears to their immigrant eyes Just like The Penguins, the Moonglows The Orioles, and The Five Satins The easy stream of laughter Flowing through the air Rene and Georgette Magritte With their dog apres la guerre Side by side They fell asleep Decades gliding by like Indians Time is cheap When they wake up they will find All their personal belongings Have intertwined Oh Rene and Georgette Magritte With their dog after the war Were dining with the power elite And they looked in their bedroom drawer And what do you think They have hidden away In the cabinet cold of their hearts? The Penguins, the Moonglows The Orioles, and The Five Satins For now and ever after As it was before Rene and Georgette Magritte With their dog after the war |
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Words & music by paul simon
I was reading a magazine And thinking of a rock and roll song The year was nineteen fiftyfour And I hadn't been playing that long When a man came on the radio And this is what he said He said I hate to break it to his fans But johnny ace is dead, yeah, yeah, yeah Well, I really wasn't Such a johnny ace fan But I felt bad ali the same So I sent away for his photograph And I waited till it came It came all the way from texas With a sad and sim-ple face And they signed it on the bottom From the late great johnny ace, yeah, yeah, yeah It was the year of the beatles It was the year of the stones It was nineteen sixtyfour I was living in london With the girl from the summer be-fore It was the year of the beatles It was the year of the stones A year after j.f.k. We were staying up all night And giving the days away And the music was flowing amazing And blowing my way On a cold december evening I was walking through the christmas tide When a stranger came up and asked me If I'd heard john lennon had died And the two of us went to this bar And we stayed to close the place And every song we played Was for the late great johnny ace, yeah, yeah, yeah |
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